All these charecters are mine and mine alone, and although this is originally a Sailor Moon fanfic, not charecters from this anime shall currently be appearing in this chapter. So this is all mine!!! MuhahahahahahahahahahhaMuhahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!
*cough**ahem*
Anyway, on with the show.
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"Carbonite! don't drop that!"
The orange haired henchmen rolled his eyes and sighed as he lugged a chest of match villain wear towards the exit. "Yes my Queen."
The remarkably pale evil Queen with wild dark hair glanced at Carbonite before returning to her book, '101 Ways to Cook a Senshi in Iminent Death Without Failing Miserably Like All The Other Times'. "Get Seerlin to help you, he's good with his hands." Queen Tinfoil layed back and tossed her book on top of the chest, this was followed by a loud cracking sound from Carbonite joined with an excrusiating scream, Tinfoil seemed to ignore it. "I don't know why they say moving is so hard, I've never felt better. Carbonate! Stop laying around sobbing! We have a new evil lair to move into."
Carbonite dragged himself inch by inch towards the exit, pulling the chest along with him. Queen Tinfoil sighed then looked out at her now emptying evil lair. "Monoxite. Steerfling."
The two remaining henchmen, one with bluish hair and the other with silver stood before their Queen. "It's Sterling my Queen."
"Whatever. Are we nearly moved?"
Monoxite scowled. "My Queen you just broke Carbonite's back!"
Queen Tinfoil didn't even blink as she pulled a rope and brought a 2 ton piano down on Monoxite. She rubbed her chin in thought. "Hmm. Stilling, make a note to recruit more henchmen."
Sterling bowed. "Right away My Queen." He then picked up a box and proceeded to the exit.
"Stepleen?"
"Yes My Queen?"
Queen Tinfoil indicated the piano and crushed Monoxite who appeared to be fused into the wreckage now. "Have Carbonite clean this mess up."
"Yes My Queen."
Tinfoil breathed a long sigh, looking out at her now emptying cave. She watched as Carbonite dragged himself back in to report. "Carbonite. Do you think I am a failure?"
Carbonite glanced at his newly crushed companion and gulped looking immediatly back at his leader. "No my great and elegant Queen."
"Two years and I have only managed to catch one senshi."
She pulled the lever next to her and brought down a dangling midget Sailor Soldier dressed entirely in pink, little brown hairs peeking beneath the otherwise entirely pink wig. Carbonite looked at the supposed 'senshi' Tinfoil had captured at the last anime convention, now more or less deceased due to Monoxite forgetting to feed the blasted thing. "Chibi-Usa is an excelent prize My Queen."
"True, but I have yet to shack the feeling that I have failed somehow."
"Never My Queen!"
Queen Tinfoil nodded, pulling the lever and bringing the 'prize' back up again. "True, I am remarkably talanted."
"Indeed My Queen."
Queen Tinfoil nodded, satisfied with her henchmen's answer. "Very well Carbonte, move the remaining items and we shall settle into our new evil lair."
With her last words Tinfoil stood up and left, climbing into the ferrari she had Sterling steal from those blasted critics. Carbonite looked at the piano, the incredibly heavy throne and the deceased corpse of a rotting Chibi-Usa clone that neither of the henchmen had the guts to tell her was not the original. Then, Carbonite began to sob.
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*cough**ahem*
Anyway, on with the show.
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"Carbonite! don't drop that!"
The orange haired henchmen rolled his eyes and sighed as he lugged a chest of match villain wear towards the exit. "Yes my Queen."
The remarkably pale evil Queen with wild dark hair glanced at Carbonite before returning to her book, '101 Ways to Cook a Senshi in Iminent Death Without Failing Miserably Like All The Other Times'. "Get Seerlin to help you, he's good with his hands." Queen Tinfoil layed back and tossed her book on top of the chest, this was followed by a loud cracking sound from Carbonite joined with an excrusiating scream, Tinfoil seemed to ignore it. "I don't know why they say moving is so hard, I've never felt better. Carbonate! Stop laying around sobbing! We have a new evil lair to move into."
Carbonite dragged himself inch by inch towards the exit, pulling the chest along with him. Queen Tinfoil sighed then looked out at her now emptying evil lair. "Monoxite. Steerfling."
The two remaining henchmen, one with bluish hair and the other with silver stood before their Queen. "It's Sterling my Queen."
"Whatever. Are we nearly moved?"
Monoxite scowled. "My Queen you just broke Carbonite's back!"
Queen Tinfoil didn't even blink as she pulled a rope and brought a 2 ton piano down on Monoxite. She rubbed her chin in thought. "Hmm. Stilling, make a note to recruit more henchmen."
Sterling bowed. "Right away My Queen." He then picked up a box and proceeded to the exit.
"Stepleen?"
"Yes My Queen?"
Queen Tinfoil indicated the piano and crushed Monoxite who appeared to be fused into the wreckage now. "Have Carbonite clean this mess up."
"Yes My Queen."
Tinfoil breathed a long sigh, looking out at her now emptying cave. She watched as Carbonite dragged himself back in to report. "Carbonite. Do you think I am a failure?"
Carbonite glanced at his newly crushed companion and gulped looking immediatly back at his leader. "No my great and elegant Queen."
"Two years and I have only managed to catch one senshi."
She pulled the lever next to her and brought down a dangling midget Sailor Soldier dressed entirely in pink, little brown hairs peeking beneath the otherwise entirely pink wig. Carbonite looked at the supposed 'senshi' Tinfoil had captured at the last anime convention, now more or less deceased due to Monoxite forgetting to feed the blasted thing. "Chibi-Usa is an excelent prize My Queen."
"True, but I have yet to shack the feeling that I have failed somehow."
"Never My Queen!"
Queen Tinfoil nodded, pulling the lever and bringing the 'prize' back up again. "True, I am remarkably talanted."
"Indeed My Queen."
Queen Tinfoil nodded, satisfied with her henchmen's answer. "Very well Carbonte, move the remaining items and we shall settle into our new evil lair."
With her last words Tinfoil stood up and left, climbing into the ferrari she had Sterling steal from those blasted critics. Carbonite looked at the piano, the incredibly heavy throne and the deceased corpse of a rotting Chibi-Usa clone that neither of the henchmen had the guts to tell her was not the original. Then, Carbonite began to sob.
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